Peach and Apricot Palace

"Drag him down and behead him!" A roar, like a thunderclap, sent Zhou the Cripple's soul flying and his spirit fading. He felt utterly powerless, his knees buckled, and his vision went black as he nearly collapsed... Four large hands firmly gripped his arms! Zhou the Cripple opened his eyes and saw two warriors dragging him off the platform… “Dragged off the platform, I’m going to be stabbed!” Facing imminent death, Zhou the Cripple was truly desperate. He mustered some strength, pushed off the two warriors, turned around, and limped back towards the platform… The two warriors could easily have grabbed him, but they didn’t… Zhou the Cripple had a good relationship with them; they often drank, gambled, and frequented brothels together. Giving him a chance to plead for his life was a way of honoring their friendship. As the saying goes, “Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda!” The two warriors showed leniency, slowing their pace and pretending to chase after Zhou the Cripple. Zhou the Cripple ran back to the hall, his knees buckled, and he knelt down with a thud! "Princess, spare my life!" The princess sat high on her nanmu chair, her phoenix eyes blazing with fury, her cherry lips radiating murderous intent. It seemed she was determined to uphold her order to behead him! "Princess, spare my life!" Zhou the Cripple knew that if he didn't seize this fleeting opportunity, his old life would be over if the princess spoke again. Now, he had to resort to a self-inflicted injury! "Princess, spare my life!" Zhou the Cripple cried, slamming his forehead against the floor tiles! "Bang! Bang!" He relentlessly slammed his head against the tiles—once! Twice! Three times! The tiles didn't crack, but his forehead did! Crimson blood flowed down, staining his wrinkled face! "You audacious scoundrel, your crime deserves death!" The princess stretched out her slender, orchid-like hand, pointing at Zhou the Cripple and cursing him. At the same time, she lifted her right foot and placed it on top of her left! On the sole of her right shoe was a glob of thick, yellow phlegm! This was the reason Zhou the Cripple was beheaded! Zhou the Cripple was the oldest of the seventeen servants in the princess's residence. Cleaning this inner hall was Zhou the Cripple's duty. Today, whether it was due to failing eyesight or a momentary oversight, there was a glob of thick phlegm on the floor that hadn't been cleaned! And the princess had stepped on this phlegm! The princess was the emperor's daughter, a woman of immense wealth and status; how could she allow such filth to defile her? Although young, the princess had a fiery temper and often found amusement in tormenting her servants. Now, with this perfect opportunity and incriminating evidence, she lifted her right foot, refusing to touch the ground, and ordered a maid to bring a nanmu chair, which she then sat down on. "Who is responsible for cleaning this inner chamber?" she demanded. The head steward of the inner palace dared not disobey and immediately summoned Zhou the Cripple! Upon seeing Zhou the Cripple, the princess was struck by his grotesque appearance. His face was emaciated, his cheeks sunken, and his teeth were yellow and rotten. Moreover, he was lame! "What use is such a person in this world?" The princess, who had been eager to display her power, was filled with murderous intent upon seeing the old and ugly Zhou the Cripple! "I've exhausted all my tricks for toying with servants, except for beheading. Why not try it on him!" Thinking this, the princess didn't allow Zhou the Cripple to speak and immediately ordered him to be dragged out and beheaded! Now, high on her laurel chair, she saw Zhou the Cripple kneeling on the ground, his face covered in blood from kowtowing. Feeling smug, she decided to torment him a little longer. So she showed him the thick phlegm on her right foot. Seeing this phlegm, Zhou the Cripple knew his life hung in the balance! "Princess, let me clean it for you!" Without hesitation, Zhou the Cripple brought his head close to the princess's shoe, stuck out his tongue, and licked the phlegm down his throat… The princess didn't move, seemingly appreciating this method of cleansing! From the princess's reaction, Zhou the Cripple knew that a glimmer of hope had appeared in his life! His tongue, like a dog's, licked the sole of his shoe, licking incessantly… The surrounding warriors and maids were almost vomiting! This extremely ugly way of cleaning was truly disgusting… Yet, the princess seemed to enjoy this repulsive thing! "Alright, death is forgivable, but punishment is unforgivable!" The princess sneered, "Drag him away and give him fifty strokes of the cane!" Strikes required removing trousers, exposing the buttocks. Naturally, it was indecent to do this in front of the princess, so two warriors took Zhou the Cripple away and locked him in the torture chamber. The princess's words were like a royal decree; no one dared disobey. Fifty strokes, not a single one less. However, the two warriors were friends with Zhou the Cripple, so they held back when they gave him the beating. Fifty strokes only broke the skin, making it appear bloody and mangled, but it was merely an outer layer. With some medicine, he was fine in a few days. In any case, Zhou the Cripple had managed to lick his phlegm and save his life; he was incredibly lucky. Night fell, and countless lights illuminated the city. Zhou the Cripple limped slowly home. Although he worked in the inner palace, a lowly servant like him wasn't entitled to live in the palace. Every night he had to go home to sleep and return to work the next morning. The road home wasn't long, but he walked listlessly, step by step. Red lanterns hung high in the alley. Some heavily made-up prostitutes leaned against the door, loudly beckoning with smiles and enthusiastically soliciting customers. Zhou the Cripple walked through the alley, head bowed and dejected, showing no interest in these prostitutes. Yes, he had just been publicly humiliated by the princess; his dignity and self-respect were completely gone! "What can I do? She's a princess, second only to the emperor, while I'm just a lowly servant. I've suffered this humiliation and have no chance of revenge..." Zhou the Cripple was filled with resentment; he had no desire to visit a prostitute. But... suddenly, Zhou the Cripple shuddered and abruptly stopped! Right to his left, at the entrance of an old, small brothel, stood a young prostitute! "The princess?" Zhou the Cripple was instantly terrified, almost turning and fleeing! "No way! This is a brothel! A princess couldn't possibly be working as a prostitute here!" In an instant, Zhou the Cripple snapped back to reality. He looked at the prostitute again, and she looked exactly like the princess. Not only her appearance, but even her height and build were identical! "They're practically identical! If she weren't a prostitute, I would have really thought she was a princess!" Zhou the Cripple stared intently at the young prostitute. The prostitute, ever quick-witted, noticed his reaction and immediately swayed forward, taking Zhou the Cripple's arm. "Sir, come in and sit down." Good heavens, even her voice was identical! "What's your name?" "My name is Xiao Hui." Zhou the Cripple looked at Xiao Hui, and a thought suddenly occurred to him. "I was just humiliated by a princess today, and now there's another princess right in front of me. Why don't I humiliate her and get my revenge to vent my anger?" Thinking this, Zhou the Cripple, with Xiao Hui in his arms, entered the brothel. The madam recognized Zhou the Cripple as someone who worked in the palace and dared not neglect him, immediately arranging the best room for him. Xiao Hui gently removed her silk skirt, revealing her smooth, white flesh, her two breasts prominently displayed… "If the princess were to remove her phoenix coronet and embroidered pendants, and be naked, she would look exactly like her!" Zhou the Cripple watched as Xiao Hui, with her captivating allure, approached him, knelt on the ground, and diligently removed his shoes, his heart filled with a satisfied sense of revenge! "Come on, you filthy bitch! Call me properly!" Xiao Hui's pretty eyes sparkled, and her red lips parted: "Good brother, dear brother, darling brother..." Zhou the Cripple felt as if he could see the princess herself kneeling before him, letting him call her "filthy bitch" and call him "brother" in a lewd manner, feeling an unparalleled pleasure throughout his body... "Come on, lick it!" Zhou the Cripple raised his right foot and pressed it against Xiao Hui's mouth. Xiao Hui stuck out her tongue and licked back and forth under his foot... Zhou the Cripple felt that this was the princess licking his foot, and the humiliation of this morning was now completely avenged! "You filthy bitch, I'll never let you get away with this!" Zhou the Cripple stretched out his hairy hand and squeezed Xiao Hui's tender breasts hard... Although Xiao Hui was in a lot of pain, her years as a prostitute had instilled in her a professional habit: no matter how she felt, a prostitute would always say nice things. "Ah, so good! You're so good at pinching! I... my whole body is itchy... dear brother... I... I can't take it anymore!" This cry indeed aroused Zhou the Cripple's interest, and his hand indeed left Xiao Hui's breasts, moving down her lower abdomen and down to her lower body... "You filthy bitch, you're horny?" "Yes, this filthy bitch has been horny for a long time..." Xiao Hui immediately twisted her buttocks, rubbing against Zhou the Cripple's body, saying, "I'm... I'm horny because of my dear brother!" Zhou the Cripple's whole body was burning hot from her lewd moans... Xiao Hui's lipstick-covered lips kept kissing his face, her tongue passionately entering the man's mouth, bringing teasing and flirting, bringing stimulation... Xiao Hui's hands didn't stop either, touching every part of Zhou the Cripple's body, touching him until he was on fire! Touching him until he was electrified! Touching him until he went mad! "Oh, Princess, you feel so good touching me!" Zhou the Cripple cried out in his frenzy, calling Xiao Hui "Princess"! He panted heavily, his eyes bloodshot, and he gripped Xiao Hui's legs tightly, forcefully spreading them apart... "Come on... dear brother... this filthy bitch... can't hold back... you... hurry... put it in..." Xiao Hui's lewd cries ignited the explosive force in Zhou the Cripple's heart, and he exploded! He thrust in recklessly! "Oh... dear brother... you're so thick..." Zhou the Cripple was burning with the fire of revenge; he wanted to completely erase his shame on this bed! Attack! Relentless attack! One thrust! Two thrusts! ...Ten thrusts! Twenty thrusts! ...His breath grew heavier! His blood burned hotter! His fire burned brighter! Thrust! With all his might!As if piercing through all obstacles! Fifty thrusts! Sixty thrusts! Seventy thrusts! ...Attack! A relentless attack! Encircling from both sides! Rooting out the root! Overturning the sea! Each thrust unleashed a torrent of pride! Each thrust injected the pleasure of revenge... One hundred thrusts! One hundred and fifty! Two hundred thrusts! ...Zhou the Cripple discovered that his long-lost ability for endurance had been restored on Xiao Hui! Attack! A relentless attack! Xiao Hui felt she no longer needed to feign moans! The sexual desire within her had been brought to a climax by Zhou the Cripple's hundreds of thrusts! "Spare me! I'm done for! This filthy bitch can't take it anymore!" With Xiao Hui's frantic screams and Zhou the Cripple's frenzied ejaculation, the two held each other tightly until things calmed down… At this moment, Xiao Hui whispered something in Zhou the Cripple's ear. "I am a princess!" "I am a princess!" Zhou the Cripple was in the midst of a passionate encounter with the prostitute Xiao Hui, experiencing the ecstasy of pleasure, when he suddenly heard her utter these words. Zhou the Cripple felt a chill run down his spine! "No wonder! No wonder she looks so much like a princess, even her figure and voice are identical. She really is the princess herself!" Zhou the Cripple quickly looked up at Xiao Hui. Sure enough, the more he looked, the more she resembled a princess. Her smooth, bare thighs, her sidelong glances and cold smile as she looked at Zhou the Cripple, truly had the demeanor of a princess! Oh no! He had just called the princess a "filthy bitch," hadn't he greatly offended her? The thought sent a chill down Zhou the Cripple's spine. He was about to scramble off the bed and kneel before the princess to beg for forgiveness… “Wait a minute!” Suddenly, Zhou the Cripple realized! “This is a low-class brothel! The princess is of noble birth and imperial lineage, how could she be selling herself in a brothel?” It must be that bitch Xiao Hui playing a trick on him! Zhou the Cripple couldn't help but laugh, preparing for his second assault, to unleash his pent-up lust! He looked again at Xiao Hui's pretty face... "No, people can't look that similar, she must be a princess!" "Then why would a real princess sell herself? She doesn't lack money! Ah! I understand." Zhou the Cripple found another interpretation: "The princess was pampered and spoiled since childhood, used to being powerful, but she is still a woman. She may be extremely lewd at heart, but in the princess's mansion, no man dares to approach her. She has no choice but to secretly run to the brothel, change her name, and seek the thrill of men..." Thinking of this, Zhou the Cripple finally became certain that the naked beauty in front of him was indeed a princess! Of course, Zhou the Cripple's thoughts were only fleeting. Now, thinking he had found the truth, he hurriedly rolled off the bed, knelt in front of the bed, and kowtowed repeatedly. "This servant was unaware of the princess's arrival! I deserve death, I deserve death..." Zhou the Cripple was completely naked, sprawled on the ground, banging his head against the floor with a resounding thud, just as forcefully as when he had begged the princess for a sword in the inner hall during the day... "Ha...!" Xiao Hui suddenly burst into laughter, laughing so happily, so joyfully, rolling around on the bed with her hands covering her stomach. Zhou the Cripple seemed to sense something was wrong. He stopped kowtowing, raised his head, and stared blankly at her! "Fool! You're such a big fool!" Xiao Hui laughed until tears streamed down her face. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, panting between laughter. "You... really thought... I was a princess?" Hearing this, even a fool would understand that the person before him was definitely not a princess! "You... really look too much like a princess..." Zhou the Cripple got up from the ground, lay back on the bed, still shaken. Xiao Hui, having played this cruel joke, remained lying beside him, affectionately embracing him and giggling. "You're such a fool! How could a real princess work in a brothel?" Xiao Hui's words made perfect sense, and Zhou the Cripple couldn't help but smile bitterly. "Even a child knows that. But today… I was almost beheaded by the princess, and only just escaped death… that's why I fell for your trick…" Hearing this, Xiao Hui became very concerned and asked him for the whole story. In ancient times, prostitutes weren't just about selling sex; they were often close friends to their clients. Zhou the Cripple had suffered a terrible humiliation today, and he hadn't told anyone else, except the prostitutes, because they were all lowly people. So, Zhou the Cripple recounted his humiliation in detail, without holding back a single word. "Wow, so this princess is that wicked?" Xiao Hui exclaimed angrily after hearing it. "Sigh, working under the princess is truly nerve-wracking, I'm always afraid of losing my head!" Zhou the Cripple sighed, staring at the ceiling, his lust vanishing completely. Xiao Hui also fell silent, lying down beside Zhou the Cripple. Yes, the other party was a princess, wielding the power of life and death. What could a nobody like Zhou the Cripple do besides endure the humiliation? He couldn't just quit, could he? "I have a way!" Xiao Hui suddenly cried out! Zhou the Cripple looked at her, bewildered, not knowing what she was saying: "Xiao Hui, what do you mean?" "A way to avenge you!" Zhou the Cripple was startled. In feudal society, insubordination was punishable by death! "Hey, hey, Xiao Hui, don't talk nonsense!" She was so nervous that her voice changed. Xiao Hui glanced at him with her pretty eyes, smiled, and hooked her arm around his neck, saying, "Don't worry, my method of revenge is flawless, completely undetectable, and I guarantee you'll be fine!" Zhou the Cripple breathed a slight sigh of relief and asked, "What's your plan?" Xiao Hui looked at him and smiled, saying, "Tell me, don't I look a lot like the princess?" "Very much like her, practically identical!" "Yes, that's what the warriors from the princess's residence said when I received them. It shows that even you..." "The people around these princesses can't easily tell the real one from the fake, right?" "Right, if you put on a princess's dress and headdress, you'd be practically the same person; even the emperor probably wouldn't recognize you." "Good!" Xiao Hui clapped her hands: "If one day I swagger into a princess's residence, would anyone stop me?" "No, definitely not!" "If I claimed to be a princess and gave orders, would anyone dare to disobey?" "No, definitely not!" Zhou the Cripple almost immediately understood what Xiao Hui meant! "But..." he said worriedly, "You can't get into the princess's residence, because the real princess is inside watching. If you go in, you'll give yourself away, and she'll kill you immediately!" "That's easy," Xiao Hui lowered her voice, "As long as you find an opportunity to lure the princess out of the residence, kill her to silence her! Then I'll step in, and there won't be any problems!" Upon hearing that he was to kill the princess, Zhou the Cripple was so frightened that he almost rolled off the bed, his whole body trembling uncontrollably. "The princess is a person, and you are a person too. She insulted you like this, don't you want revenge?" Xiao Hui whispered in his ear, stirring things up again. "If I impersonate the princess," Xiao Hui said affectionately, giving him a quick kiss, "we're such good friends, of course I'll promote you. You could become the steward, and you can even come to my room at night..." Xiao Hui's words greatly shocked Zhou the Cripple! "Yes! If Xiao Hui becomes the princess, she'll definitely take good care of me. I can enjoy wealth and luxury for the rest of my life! If Xiao Hui marries me, I'll become the prince consort!" Thinking of this, Zhou the Cripple became incredibly excited. However, the princess is surrounded by warriors, how could I... possibly kill her? Xiao Hui chuckled, "There are certain times when a princess absolutely doesn't need warriors by her side!" "When?" "When she's having an affair!" Zhou the Cripple thought about it and realized it made sense. If the princess were having a secret rendezvous, she would naturally want to keep it a secret and wouldn't need warriors for protection. Seeing that Zhou the Cripple was interested, Xiao Hui leaned down and whispered something in his ear, carefully outlining the plan. From the next day onwards, when Zhou the Cripple went to work at the princess's residence, he paid special attention to the princess's movements. For several days, there was no news, which was not surprising. The princess's affair was naturally a very secret matter, and it wouldn't be easy for a servant like Zhou the Cripple to get information. However, heaven helps those who help themselves. Zhou the Cripple paid attention everywhere, and one day he found a clue. That evening, his two warrior friends suddenly went home early. When Zhou the Cripple inquired with them, he learned that the princess herself had ordered them to leave. Zhou the Cripple suspected something was amiss, so he made an excuse to stay in the garden and clean. Zhou the Cripple was a nobody, and no one paid him any attention. As the sun set, he quietly hid behind the artificial hill in the garden. Only when it was completely dark did he slip out. He knew the layout very well, and under the cover of darkness, he stealthily made his way to a large tree. From the tree, he could see all the way to the second floor of the princess's embroidered pavilion, where the princess slept. Zhou the Cripple hid among the leaves and peered out. He saw a large bed in the room, brightly lit, and two fleshy worms rolling around on the bed… The woman was undoubtedly the princess, and the man was a handsome young man whom Zhou the Cripple didn't recognize. In fact, this young man was also a renowned figure; he was none other than Dai Xian, the newly appointed top scholar. Ever since the imperial examination in the Golden Hall, the princess, hiding behind palace curtains, had witnessed Dai Xian's handsome appearance. Unable to suppress her desire, she immediately begged him for a marriage proposal and secretly arranged the meeting! Upon hearing that the princess had taken a liking to him, Dai Xian was overjoyed. With the princess's favor, his future success was assured. Therefore, when the two were entwined in bed, Dai Xian used all his charms to make the princess feel comfortable. He didn't rush to attack, but instead sent five soldiers to harass the outer perimeter, lingering between the princess's delicate peaks... "Oh... itchy... itchy..." The princess groaned through her nostrils, the fire within her melting everything! Dai Xian remained calm and unhurried, moving the five soldiers down below...The soldiers marched through the dark thicket and arrived at the entrance to the Water Curtain Cave, conducting a preliminary exploration… The Water Curtain Cave truly lived up to its name; in the blink of an eye, the entrance was soaked beyond repair! “No…I want it!…No…I want it…” the princess stammered, her pink eyes flailing wildly. “Princess, what do you want?” Dai Xian gently kissed her earlobe. The princess, however, impatiently raised her two snow-white thighs high, shamelessly spreading them apart… Dai Xian knew the time to attack had come. He immediately dispatched a valiant general to storm the cave! "Ah!...So good! My whole body is tingling!" The princess couldn't help but moan. With this lewd cry, the valiant general immediately sensed an ambush inside the cave. He surrounded her from all sides, pressing down tightly and attacking her fiercely... "Oh, princess, you're squeezing me so hard!" "Don't call me princess, call me...you filthy bitch!" It turned out that the real princess, just like Xiao Hui, liked men to curse her harshly in bed! "Filthy bitch! Slutty bitch! Whore!" Dai Xian kept panting and cursing, which further stimulated the princess's lust, making her even more frenzied! In an instant, the bed became a battlefield, a back-and-forth, a thrusting and a gripping, a frenzied, tumultuous battle... "Dear brother...I'm going to die...""Give me a few hard blows..." "You filthy bitch, I'll fuck you to death!" The general charged forward with all his might, unstoppable, rampaging through the Water Curtain Cave, his armor and weapons scattered, his army collapsing like a mountain... "I'm dead... you filthy bitch are dead!" the princess cried out lewdly. "I'm dead too, my dear brother is dead too!" Dai Xian also cried out lewdly. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and a head fell to the ground! Dai Xian was really dead! Meanwhile, the princess was enjoying herself with the newly appointed top scholar, indulging in wild pleasure, when suddenly a flash of light appeared, and the top scholar's head fell to the ground, his bright red blood spurting out and splashing onto the princess's naked body! The princess screamed, but quickly choked back a gasp, a gleaming steel blade pointed at her throat! "Zhou the Cripple?" the princess couldn't help but cry out. Before her stood Zhou the Cripple, steel knife in hand, swaggering before the bed. "Zhou the Cripple! How dare you!" The princess was instantly enraged. "How dare you commit murder with a knife? I will exterminate your entire clan!" Facing this most lowly servant, the princess showed him no respect whatsoever, even making no attempt to conceal her nakedness, for she had never considered Zhou the Cripple a human being… "Why don't you lay down your knife and beg for forgiveness?" The princess sneered, "I can grant you leniency and a complete corpse!" Even facing death, the princess remained so audacious; was she not afraid at all that Zhou the Cripple would kill her? It turned out that the laws of ancient dynasties were harsh. The princess was the emperor's daughter; offending her was tantamount to offending the emperor. If the princess were murdered, the entire household's warriors, maids, and servants would be beheaded. That's why the princess was so fearless, completely unafraid of Zhou the Cripple. A flash of light! One of the princess's full, perky breasts was sliced off and fell onto the bed… "Ah!" the princess screamed, collapsing onto the bed, trembling all over. "Please, spare my life…" Now, the princess finally understood. Zhou the Cripple was completely insane; he only wanted revenge and didn't care about his life. What was the point of reasoning with such a madman? "Spare my life! Spare my life!" The princess endured the excruciating pain, kneeling on the ground, pleading repeatedly, "Brother Zhou, spare my life!" Looking at this princess who had once swaggered and bullied him, now kneeling before him begging for mercy, Zhou the Cripple felt an immense sense of satisfaction! "So you've finally met your match? Ha...you filthy bitch..." Zhou the Cripple swung his steel knife, and the princess's head rolled off her neck, blood splattering everywhere. Zhou the Cripple remained calm, taking a large red candle from the table and lighting the bed curtains... The flames spread rapidly, quickly engulfing the bed curtains, the furniture, and the windows... Seeing that the fire was out of control, Zhou the Cripple rushed out the door and, taking advantage of the darkness, escaped to the back wall of the garden... "Fire!" Soon, the towering flames alerted the night watchman, who immediately sounded the urgent gong. "The Princess's Embroidery Pavilion is on fire!" The screams of the crowd echoed through the night. Everyone scrambled out of bed and rushed to join the firefighting efforts. Some carried water, some demolished buildings, and others fought the flames. Chaos reigned, like the end of the world. Yes, everyone was terrified: if anything happened to the princess, they would all be doomed! But the raging fire had already engulfed the two-story princess's pavilion. No one dared to go in to fight the fire; they simply stood on the perimeter, splashing water bucket by bucket, to no avail. With a deafening crash, the pavilion, its roof charred by the fire, finally collapsed. Now, even if the princess hadn't burned to death, she would have been crushed to death. Everyone's heads were now in grave danger. In this time of widespread panic, who would pay attention to the insignificant Zhou the Cripple? Zhou the Cripple quietly opened a small door behind the garden wall. Behind the door was an alley, where Xiao Hui was already waiting. Zhou the Cripple led Xiao Hui into the garden. "The princess is here!" Zhou the Cripple shouted at the top of his lungs! In an instant, all the warriors and palace maids rushed over. Seeing that Xiao Hui was only wearing underwear, as if she had escaped from her sleep, they all knelt down. "Long live the princess! Long live the princess!" Xiao Hui looked at everyone for a moment, then suddenly fainted to the ground. "The princess has been too frightened!" Zhou the Cripple seized the opportunity to shout, "Quickly, help her to rest!" At his shout, several palace maids rushed forward to help Xiao Hui to another bedroom to rest. Those who had faced certain death were overjoyed to see the princess unharmed; no one suspected the princess was an imposter. The fire that engulfed the princess's embroidery pavilion was quickly extinguished. Zhou the Cripple, mingling in the crowd, was also busy fighting the fire, unnoticed by anyone. Many rushed to claim credit: "I was the first to find the princess!" "I saved the princess!" Only Zhou the Cripple hid in a corner, secretly chuckling. Xiao Hui lay in bed, feigning unconsciousness for a day and a night. News of the fire alarmed the Emperor, who immediately dispatched the imperial physician to treat the princess. The physician examined her for half a day and returned to report. "Your Majesty, the princess suffered severe shock from the fire in the middle of the night. Although she is physically unharmed, she has lost her memory!" The news of the princess's amnesia quickly spread throughout the palace. Everyone felt this was understandable, a stroke of good fortune amidst misfortune. Only Zhou the Cripple understood that this must be Xiao Hui's scheme. He couldn't help but deeply admire the young prostitute's cunning and wisdom. Because even if Xiao Hui looked exactly like the princess, she couldn't impersonate her. The princess knew everyone in the palace, from the emperor and imperial relatives to civil and military officials, close guards, and palace maids, while Xiao Hui didn't know a single one—this was one of the flaws. The princess had her own hobbies: what dishes she liked to eat, what clothes she liked to wear, what activities she enjoyed, and even some fixed gestures, postures, and catchphrases. Xiao Hui knew nothing about any of these things—this was the second flaw. From a young age, the princess was rigorously educated by court tutors, well-versed in poetry and prose, and renowned as a talented woman. Xiao Hui, a courtesan, knew nothing except a few characters—this was the third flaw. Now, by declaring the princess had amnesia, she could flawlessly conceal these three flaws and rightfully claim the title of princess. Sure enough, everyone, including the emperor and empress, was deceived by Xiao Hui. Now, Zhou the Cripple could finally relax. Xiao Hui's position was secure, and no one had discovered the murders of the real princess and the newly appointed top scholar. His own wealth and glory were just around the corner; everything was perfect. However, to be on the safe side, Zhou the Cripple hesitated to show himself before the "princess" for the first two months, lest Xiao Hui inadvertently reveal her true colors. But as time went on, he became increasingly uneasy. "Damn it, why hasn't Xiao Hui summoned me to see her? Could it be that she's using me and then discarding me?" Thinking this, Zhou the Cripple felt very resentful. One day, he found an excuse and went to the princess's imperial garden. By then, the embroidery pavilion, destroyed by fire, had been rebuilt. Zhou the Cripple entered the garden and saw Xiao Hui and several palace maids standing on the embroidery pavilion, chatting and laughing. He deliberately walked towards the pavilion. "Ha...this person walks so strangely, so funny!" On the pavilion, Xiao Hui suddenly pointed at Zhou the Cripple and laughed loudly, as if it were the first time she had ever seen him. "Princess, this person is called Zhou the Cripple, he is my servant." "Fun, very fun, I want him to play with me!" Since her 'amnesia,' Xiao Hui has acted like a child. The palace maids didn't think much of it, but then one of them shouted down, "Zhou the Cripple, the princess has ordered you to come up and play." Upon hearing this, Zhou the Cripple realized that Xiao Hui had indeed remembered him. So he went up to the pavilion, knelt down in front of Xiao Hui, and kowtowed to her in greeting. "Hehe, he's so funny, one leg is long and the other is short, he's so cute!" Xiao Hui clapped her hands like a child. "All of you, get downstairs! I want to play with him!" Xiao Hui spoke up, and none of the palace maids dared to disobey, so they all obediently went downstairs. Seeing that no one was around, Xiao Hui quietly made a gesture, signaling Zhou the Cripple to follow her into the embroidery room. The moment the door closed, Xiao Hui immediately wrapped her arms around Zhou the Cripple's neck and began kissing him wildly on the face… “Good brother, I’ve missed you so much!” Zhou the Cripple also hugged Xiao Hui tightly, his hands caressing her back and buttocks… “Xiao Hui, Xiao Hui…” “Good brother, don’t call me Xiao Hui, call me stinking bitch!” “Stinking bitch! Stinking bitch…!” Amidst the passionate cries, their clothes unknowingly fell to the ground, leaving only two naked bodies pressed tightly together in the burning flames of desire… "Good brother, come quickly! I've endured for two months! I can't hold back anymore! I want you...!" "You filthy bitch! You're a born filthy bitch! Even as a princess, you're still so lewd!" Xiao Hui giggled, lying on the bed, raising her two snow-white thighs high... Zhou the Cripple's eyes blazed with mad flames. He pounced on her, using all his strength to rock her up and down, thrusting back and forth... The large bed made of nanmu wood creaked under the frenzied shaking... Xiao Hui closed her eyes, her eyelids as if coated with a thousand layers of rouge, frighteningly red. She bit her lip tightly, determined not to let out a lewd moan. Her legs, which had been raised high, involuntarily closed, clamping around Zhou the Cripple's large buttocks, and she thrust forward wildly... Zhou the Cripple let out heavy breathing... Xiao Hui also let out a soul-stirring moan from her nostrils... The sound grew louder and more incoherent, like a stick churning deep in mud... Xiao Hui's pink face turned pale, her eyes rolled back, and large beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her limbs were paralyzed, and she let Zhou the Cripple do as he pleased. "Good brother, I... I can't take it anymore... You're killing me..." she gasped and moaned, all the muscles in her abdomen contracting, tightly gripping Zhou the Cripple... Xiao Hui was a prostitute, and her bedroom skills...She learned this move from a madam in a brothel. Many men surrendered to her with this trick, and Zhou the Cripple was no match for her. His eyes widened, his buttocks trembled rapidly, his face flushed red, and his veins bulged... "You filthy bitch... you're... too tight... brother... is going to... is going to... cum..." Xiao Hui chuckled inwardly, knowing that she had only used two or three moves to make Zhou the Cripple lose his mind. Of course, she still pretended to be lustful on the surface, twisting her slender abdominal limbs like willows in the wind... "Good brother... you are too thick... stinky bitch, it is too... comfortable... cum... quick!... stinky bitch... accept your nectar...!" Xiao Hui secretly used her inner strength, several muscles rubbed tightly, Zhou Lame was like a flood that broke through the gate, spraying violently! Silence, breathing, the two hugged each other for a long time... Zhou Laizi, who was already very old, had all the last drop of energy drained from his body after experiencing this euphoria. He lay lazily on Xiaohui's body. Xiao Hui gently embraced him and whispered, "Sleep now. Tomorrow morning, I'll appoint you as the Grand Steward of the Inner Palace... In six months, I'll promote you to Grand Secretary... A year later, I'll make you Prime Minister..." Zhou the Cripple drifted into a sweet sleep, lost in a series of dreams of promotion. In his dream, he saw himself as the Imperial Son-in-Law, all the rage and power... "How dare you, Zhou the Cripple!" A sharp shout jolted Zhou the Cripple awake. Opening his eyes, he saw several warriors surrounding his bedside, their brows furrowed in anger. Zhou the Cripple was startled and tried to get out of bed, only to realize he was completely naked. "He...insulted me!" Xiao Hui, already dressed, surrounded by several palace maids, pointed at Zhou the Cripple and angrily shouted, "Drag him out and behead him!" Insulting the princess was a heinous crime, and Zhou the Cripple was lying naked on the princess's bed—the evidence was irrefutable. The warriors dared not delay and immediately dragged Zhou the Cripple away. Only then did Zhou the Cripple realize what had happened. He wanted to tell the truth, but no one believed him. He was dragged out and quickly beheaded. Now, the only person who knew Xiao Hui's identity had been silenced, and Xiao Hui could rest easy and be a princess. However, while working as a prostitute, she had contracted a serious disease from a client. It soon took effect, and the palace physicians were helpless. Xiao Hui lingered for a month before finally dying.

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